Hello everyone, my apologies for the hiatus if you stop by here time to time to read my ramblings. Life got busy and my blog had to get put on hold. It may get busy again but for now, I’ll be around.
Any who, as I was eating breakfast this morning (my usual eggs and yogurt), mindlessly skimming through Facebook and watching the CBS Morning News, they reported a story that could not have made my day more: The new season of Serial had begun.
Part of me feels guilty getting excited about Serial because these are real stories. Real people felt pain and sadness. People’s lives changed forever.
That’s the beauty of it too though, which is why I fell in love with journalism in the first place.
Reality. Raw emotion. Seeking the truth. Sharing stories.
Journalism is getting it pretty hard these days, which in some ways, I understand. When it comes to the “Do you want to be first, or do you want to be right?” debate, many news organizations choose first. I choose right.
I was pretty disgusted the other day when I was watching CNN and reporters were crowding into the home of the San Bernadino killers after the landlord and received it back from officials and told the media they could come in.
You can read about what happened in this Washington Square News article.
It’s situations like so that give the industry a bad name, when in reality, we need it. It provides checks and balances. It gives people important information about their local community, state and beyond that impacts their lives.
People I hear get very upset because the news they see is negative and refuse to watch. Understandable. However, with a quick Google search or finding the right program, you can find the content you want. That’s the beauty of the world we live in today.
Whether you have a preference or not, journalism is there to provide all parts of a story (person X’s, person Y’s and then the gaps that fill their sides). Some outlets have become sloppy with being biased and have put opinion into stories, which depending on the outlet’s values, they shouldn’t. Journalists should be unbiased with their reporting.
We need to seek the truth, no matter what. Our personal opinions don’t matter. We must set ourselves aside and tell what happened the best way we can possible.
I remember one of my first assignments as a copywriter for my college newspaper was to cover a meeting on campus. I chose to attend a Free Thinker’s meeting, not knowing what it was. It was a room full of atheists and agnostics. Most religious people would scoff at that. Look down upon them. I myself was raised Catholic and went to a Catholic school from the first grade to a senior in high school.
Covering something so opposite of what I had known was one of my first eye opening experiences not only with journalism, but learning about others in general.
As a journalist, you’re constantly learning about the subjects you write about. That’s one of the things I enjoy most is learning people’s thoughts, views, experiences, etc.
I can tell you right now, even though I may have gone to Catholic schools, everyone in that room knew more about the bible than I did. That was for sure. I had much respect though for their views and it taught me a lot about what it means to be agnostic or atheist.
I would encourage people to read about or get involved with the things they do not know to just understand the other side. There is always another side. Feeling.
And that’s where we come full circle back to Serial. Sarah Koenig and the entire team at This American Life is phenomenal. We waited and waited and waited so impatiently for new episodes to come out, but I know she wasn’t dragging her feet. She wanted to do the best she could and provide the best information possible.
I really look forward to what the team puts together this season.